it feels as though there a re quite a few that i could fall in love with, yet i am to cowardly to put forth the proposition…plus they are all far away, then there are those for whom my love is known, but as usual the timing is never there. i still have trouble with the concept of giving up things for others, or reciprecallly others giving up for me. i feel it wrong to sacrifice for another, or for others to do so for me. prehaps to sum it up as love is a two way street, however, there are innumerable exit ramps along the course that cannot be planned ahead.

i feel dumber having written it.